poetry by j matthew waters

The Neighbors

Plants thrive incredibly
inside their shack.
Without money
they defy logic.

Is it magic
or are the cultivators

How does such a model
of poverty
get by with just botany?

They say it’s a matter
of relativity.
The neighbors
of the eyesore
still marvel at their craft.

nineteen eighty-four
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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4 thoughts on “The Neighbors

  1. Love the human spirit shining through in this poem, Jdub

  2. Thanks so much, Anne, especially for stopping by

  3. made me smile and want to hug a tree.

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